Mar 24, 2010

Where In Sam Hill is...Sam Hill?

So I got this to-the-point comment from a great blogging buddy the other day. Basically, she just wanted to know where in the “sam hill” I’ve been lately.

So now I’m inspired to share.

Right now it’s 3:30 am, {as in morning} and I’m in the family truck headed to Texas. Our quad cab is stuffed to the door jams with favorite pillows, cuddly teddy bears, overflowing food bags filled with junk food we don’t ordinarily eat (and a few pieces of fruit thrown in for “balance”). We have no less than five large travel coffee mugs (for only two adults, mind you)… and it’s all surrounded by windows full of obscurity…except for the reflective white lines that disappear into it.

We’re somewhere in Alabama right now, and I have to tell you, since there is nobody else awake in this state besides the few of us on the road, it feels more like we’re running on an oversized asphalt treadmill rather than actually going anywhere.

Now don’t get me wrong, Alabama is a beautiful state…with all its rolling green hills and tall, thick evergreens. It’s just that I can’t see any of that right now. All I can see is pitch black all around, and a relatively short portion of road illuminated before us. Sometimes I catch a glimpse of another’s presence on the journey, but all I see are headlights. Or taillights. I can’t see who’s in the vehicle, where they’re going, or what they’re doing to stay awake. All I know is they are either ahead of me to some degree, or maybe coming up behind me, or just plain going in the opposite direction.

Some are even pulled over on the side of the road, resting.

We have guidelines to follow that show us the way, signs posted to alert us to what is up ahead, and the capacity to decide if we’ll stay on the road, obeying the directions, or suffer the consequences of veering off road.

I’m struck with the parallels of life here: Limited view. Sometimes, a WAY limited view. The necessity of following the written directions established by the Authority…or face impending danger if they are ignored one too many times. Occasional glances into the journey of others; and the stillness, perhaps even brokenness of a few along the way.

Sometimes it feels like I’m running like a dog, but not actually going anywhere. Tonight is reminding me that it’s all about perspective. When I’m 75, am I really going to feel like I didn’t go anywhere? I don’t think so. Because by then, I’ll be able to do something I just can’t do now: see the journey as a whole.

Right now, I can only see a few feet in front of me. All the time. That’s why it feels like there’s no progress. But those white lines were painted on my road before the foundation of the world. That’s something one can trust.

Lord, help me keep my eyes and my heart focused on what You have given me to do with this life You have redeemed.

I guess this is one of those “life is like…” posts. But you know what? As long as the journey takes me to the closest Whataburger once in a while, I’m just going to enjoy the ride.

I was wondering myself "Where in the Sam Hill you were???" but I guess passing through Alabama is as good a place an any to check in.

Blessings fr safe travel and finding a good burger along the way.

So what is the intended destination??? Somewhere wonderful, beautiful and fun I hope!

And let's not even mention how cool it is that you can blog in your car driving down the road!!!!! My husband has a wireless contraption thingie that will hook him up while he is on the road but I hardly ever get to use it since it is for business and the company picks up the tab. Drat sounds like fun thought!!!!

Well...look who decided to show up at the party! I LOVE to blog in the car. I have that wonderful feeling of nothing else to do but read and write! FREEDOM!

Anyways...awesome! With little ones it's easy to feel like you're getting no where and forgetting there is a bigger picture that is being made with the daily strokes of the brush.Hope you're having a safe trip. If you, pass through TN swing on by and I'll brew you up some sweet tea and throw some cow patties on the stove!

What a great analogy! Deep and spiritual. I had a minister friend once who saw things in that perspective, and I loved talking to him. Great wisdom and insight. THanks for sharing. Be careful driving and blogging. ;)

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I am a homeschooling momma of three fun, active, and sweet young boys. I am striving to serve the Lord in my home and become the woman that God has called me to be (though I have a LOOOONG way to go!) But I'm loving the ride.
I don't always get it right, but my heart's desire is to leave a legacy for the young men that God has entrusted to me. I'd like to share our journey with you, too.
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